The Jealous Bitch - Chapter Three

- by Alvo Torelli

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Three: In which Julie discovers a happy truth and pays an unhappy price.

Edgar Rudel's business moved around frequently, as necessary for his line of work. This week he and his faithful lieutenants were using an apartment belonging to a client who'd traded a week's use of the place for a week's supply of product. Edgar didn't usually tell Julie where his business dealings were located; he wanted to keep her out of that part of his life. But this was such a cool apartment; he knew she'd be impressed and he was hoping to finally get her to go all the way this weekend.

First, however, he needed to finish dealing with Romon, the idiot brother of Georgene Petruso. What a waste of space - a moron pot user who was in debt to Edgar for a thousand dollars. Edgar knew he was never going to get his money out of the little piece of shit, so he was going to have to make an example of him. If you wanted to be a successful business man, you didn't let asshole potheads like Romon Petruso get away with anything. "Put him in the laundry room for a while," he told Terri. "We'll sort him out later, when he comes to. I gotta think about it." He watched Terri drag an unconscious Romon down the hallway and out of sight.

Edgar started when the doorbell rang. "What the fuck, " he thought, "nobody's due until later."

It was Julie waiting at the door when Edgar pulled it open, but it was the body and face of Georgene Petruso that looked him in the eye and smiled coyly. "Hello Edgar," the hotly dressed little blonde preteen cooed. " Did you miss me?"

"What?" Edgar was truly surprised and he quickly scanned up and down the block before he took the girl by a thin arm. "Get in here before someone sees you."

Julie pressed Georgene's small body up against Edgar and batted her long eyelashes up at him. She had him alone and she was determined to find out quickly if he'd fallen for the younger girl. "Oh Edgar," she cooed as sexily as she could, "are we alone?"

Edgar pushed Julie roughly away and dragged her to the living room. He pushed her down onto the sofa. She sat heavily, looking up into his clouded features. "What the fuck are you doing here? What did I tell you yesterday?" he barked.

"That you wanted me, you wanted me to be with you?" Julie asked in a little-girl hopeful voice. She was already feeling some hope - Edgar wasn't treating her like a girl he wanted. Maybe, just maybe she'd been wrong about him and Georgene.

Edgar yelled back her. "I TOLD you you couldn't get your brother off the hook by coming on to me! I TOLD you I had a girlfriend and I wasn't interested. And I TOLD you that if you didn't knock it off and stay away from me that I'd do something bad to you, real bad! Which part of that didn't you understand you stupid slut? Huh? Did you really think you could get your idiot brother off by offering me your body - when I TOLD you I have a girlfriend? Who the fuck do you think I am!"

Edgar's loud ranting brought both Dash and Terri into the room and they stood silently to the side. Julie was overjoyed, for a moment, to know for certain that her boyfriend wasn't cheating on her. But her joy gave way to confusion and then to trepidation as he continued to yell at the girl he thought was Georgene.

"God damn you!" Edgar yelled. "Don't you understand I have a reputation to protect? Now I HAVE to do something to you. And I thought you were all brave and shit, trying to save your moron brother. I liked that. But now I don't have any choice. I told you to back off and you didn't. Nobody fucks with Edgar Rudel, nobody! Shit!"

As Edgar yelled at Julie he leaned in, closer and closer, screaming right into her face, she tried to get very small and sink back into the large sofa. She was terrified. She'd never seen this side of the boyfriend who was usually so nice and generous with her. The worst behavior he'd ever shown her was to get a little grabby. Who was this dangerous monster?

With the last expletive Edgar jerked back upright and looked to Dash and Terri. "You two can have her. Do whatever you want, just make sure not to leave any marks." His demeanor completely changed to totally calm and indifferent and he turned, walked across the room, then settled comfortably into a large armchair where he could watch the action.

Julie was stunned. What had just happened? She looked up and her eyes went wide with fright as Dash and Terri advanced on her from either side, neither saying a word. Dash's expression showed a small evil smile of anticipation that screamed danger. Terri's look of determined indifference was almost more frightening. "Edgar, no, please, it's me! It's me Edgar - J..." Julie's plea was cut off. She found herself unable to proclaim that she was Julie, not Georgene Petruso. She tried again, but choked on the words. And then the two strong senior boys took her by her arms and lifted her off of the couch.

The gorgeous preteen body struggled feebly against the strong boys. She screamed until Dash wrapped one arm around her waist, pinning her back to his chest and then covered her mouth with a huge calloused hand. Julie threw her weight from side to side. She tried to bite the rough flesh. But there was nothing she could do. She was in the tiny body of a petite twelve year old. Even in her own body she'd have been no match for Dash or Terri.

"Get some rope." Dash said to Terri. Without a word, Terri left the room. He came back in seconds with several coils of bright red climbing rope, about half-an-inch in diameter, draped over his shoulder. "Oh yeah, good thinking Terri," Dash exclaimed when he saw the box Terri carried under his arm.

Dash set Julie down on her feet and released her mouth to use both hands to pull her arms behind her back. She immediately began screaming - pleading with Edgar to let her go and yelling to the world at large for help.

"Jesus Christ, can't you at least keep her quiet?" Edgar droned with little apparent interest.

"Sure boss, my pleasure," Dash responded gleefully. He spun Julie around, holding her wrists behind her back with one hand. She was forced to look up into his ugly brutish face. Dash was a horror - one of the ugliest boys she'd ever seen, with coarse oversized features and a terrible scar from his cheek down through his lip. She pulled away from his horrible visage but he gripped her neck and pulled her to him. He covered her screaming mouth with his, forcing a violent sloppy kiss on her. She tried desperately to pull away from him. He crushed her body to his and explored the inside of her mouth with his long tongue. His breath and slobber were vile. Julie gagged on his spittle and thought she might vomit. She gasped and sucked in a huge breath when Dash finally pulled back from her pretty face. "You want some, Terri? Go for it."

"Please, please, no! NO!" The thought of her own brother kissing her, like Dash had just kissed her, was even more horrible. "No, please!" Julie screamed. But the hulking reticent young man just shook his head.

"Whatever, your call. Go on, put the gag on her, use the big one. I want to see her get those pretty lips around it." With each passing moment Dash was getting visibly more excited. He spun Julie back around, holding her arms and presenting her face to Terri.

"No, no, NO, NNNNNNNMMMPPHHH" Julie's cries of alarm were cut off as Terri took her face in one huge hand. He gripped her under the chin and forced her jaw open to admit a huge red ball-gag. It would barely fit in her mouth and once he'd force it in her jaw locked around it. There was really no need for the evil leather straps of the gag - she'd never have been able to spit out the horrible plastic ball anyway - but Terri pulled the straps tight, one under her chin and another around her neck, under her beautiful long blonde curls. Then Terri stepped back and calmly took a seat in another armchair, leaving the gagged girl in the clutches of a leering Dash.

The true horror of Julie's situation was only starting to become clear to her. She strained with every muscle in the petite young body of Georgene, but she might as well be pushing against a brick wall. She shook her head madly back and forth, trying to scream, when she felt a loop of rope tighten around her wrists and then pull the backs of her hands together. Why was this happening to her? The rope pulled tight and another loop went around the first, between her wrists, knotted tightly. This isn't the way it was supposed to be! More rope, higher up her arms, pulled her elbows painfully together, forcing her shoulders back and her flat chest out. Edgar was faithful to her, he wanted her, that was all she'd wished for! Panic raced through her young body from the sensation of being tied so helplessly. Edgar wasn't supposed to let this happen to her! Julie's blouse was ripped open, revealing the milky white skin of Georgene's chest - her tiny nipples hardening in the cold air. Why was her wish going so horribly wrong? She was pushed down onto her knees, with her chest pressed into the rough upholstery fabric of the sofa. This wasn't right - it wasn't what she wished for!

"Nooooo!!" Julie screamed in her mind when Dash slid his hand between her legs and cupped her panty clad little pussy. Complete understanding of what was going to happen crashed over her fragile young mind. Her short skirt was flipped up over her back and she could feel the wool covering her helplessly bound hands. There was nothing she could do. Her ass, no Georgene's ass, was bared to the sight of the boys in the room. Julie took small comfort from the idea that it wasn't her body on display. It wasn't her body that was going to suffer the horrors coming up. It wasn't her body that Dash was about to despoil. But she was the one destined to feel every terrifying part of it.

Julie felt her panties being pulled down, heard a tearing sound and then they were gone. Her face was pressed into rough fabric, but she could see Edgar and Terri through her tears, watching her torment - although neither seemed very interested.

"Holy shit, what a hot little slit!" Dash exclaimed. "Do you think she's a virgin?" He looked to Edgar who simply nodded slightly. "Cool, virgin pussy, my favorite. Oh man, this is gonna be so bad!" Dash gripped Julie's hips and knelt behind her. His cock was already out and rock hard, ready to be slammed into the preteen pussy. He was so excited that he trembled with anticipation - his wild eyes gleamed and spittle few from his mouth as he spoke. "Get ready slut, here it comes!"

"Dash!" Dash flipped his head around to look at Edgar, pausing before sinking his throbbing cock into the little girl's pussy from behind. He was desperate for her, but not so desperate he would ignore a warning from Edgar. "What the fuck are you doing? If you fuck her like that you'll tear her apart and I said no marks. Don't be such a hot-head - think."

"Fuck, fuck, yeah, you're right. Sorry man." Dash backed off from the hot little body poised on her knees in front of him.

Julie sank into the sofa with intense relief. Dash wasn't going to rape her! Edgar had saved her after all. Her taut muscles involuntarily released and emotions surged through her body. She was completely caught off guard when Dash secured a loop of rope around her left ankle and then pulled her leg out to the side of the couch, tying her to the sofa-leg. All of her fears slammed back into her mind in a single silent scream as her other ankle was quickly secured to the other sofa leg. She was still on her knees, but her legs were pulled far apart, her pussy and ass on display for everyone to see. With her hands and elbows tightly bound behind her, she could barely move a muscle. She was suddenly far more vulnerable than she'd been only moments before.

Bound as she was, Julie's face and shoulders were pressed even harder into the sofa. Her small nipples were crammed into the rough upholstery and every movement scraped the hard little cones painfully. She could hardly see any of the room but she could still make out Edgar sitting quietly, disinterestedly, in his armchair, soaking in the entire scene of her torment.

"Nnnnnnn!!" Julie tried to scream when she felt something touch her small but swollen vulva, something wet, thick and oily. What was it? "Nnnnn! Nnnnn!" she pleaded as she felt fingers spreading her tiny clit apart and rubbing something into her flesh and in between her labia. Then it was smoothly spread downwards, towards her stomach, to coat her tiny clit. It was warming her, starting to tingle. The fingers spread the warm goo up into her ass-crack, coating her tight little anus and probing there, forcing her open and leaving some of the goo inside of her.

"Mmmmmmnnnn! MMMMNNN!" Julie tried harder and harder to scream for help. The fingers kept caressing all of the most private parts of Georgene's body, and Julie's mind went wild from the incredible sensations. The oily balm kept getting warmer, penetrating her pores and bringing on a more and more intense tingling that suffused her body. Being bound helpless intensified all of the feelings tenfold. She was desperate to escape. This wasn't how her first sexual experience was supposed to be. There should be flowers, candles, a wonderful caring boyfriend. Not this, not the ugly, sadistic lecher Dashiel Crestic torturing her for the amusement of her boyfriend and her brother. But she was completely at his mercy and the young body she inhabited, teetering on the edge of adolescence and teeming with young hormones, was bound to betray her. "Mmmmmm, mmmmmm" she moaned again and again, but her moans had changed from terrified pleas to horrified pleasure. Dash's expert fingers knew just how to use the warming, tingling oil to maximum effect. Julie couldn't stop the orgasm that quickly started to build up in the young girl's body. She knew it would soon escape in the form of wracking, convulsive tremors. It wasn't Julie's own body about to betray her in front of Edgar, Terri and Dash, but nevertheless she turned bright red with humiliation and she tried to bury her face deeper into the coarse fabric, not wanting to see the look on Edgar's face.

"Man, Edgar, she is such a hot little slut. Look at her go - shit, she loves it. She's gonna love my big dick up inside her tight little cunt, too. I know what she needs!" Dash kept up his expert fingering of Julie's tiny clitoris and she continued to writhe humiliatingly, just shy of the orgasmic bliss the little body wanted so badly. Julie arched her back and tensed when the action on her little pussy stopped suddenly and unexpectedly.

"MMMMMMM!!!!" Julie screamed through her huge gag. Dash had slapped her across the ass, hard. She knew there must be a huge red handprint on her right butt cheek. It was horrible, and the sudden switch from the cusp of clitoral orgasm to searing pain threw her mind into a new turmoil.

"Hey, I said no marks!" Edgar growled.

"Chill man, chill. I know what I'm doing. No marks, no bruises, I promise." Dash whined back at Edgar but he looked to him for approval before he slapped the little girl's other ass cheek. A curt nod was all he needed and the preteen goddess squealed in pain at the second vicious slap. Both ass cheeks flamed red with perfect handprints and her body writhed in a whole new way.

Slap! Julie's right cheek stung from a thousand bees. Slap! Her left cheek turned the color of fresh strawberries. Slap! A stinging blow between her thighs brought instant swelling and color to the luscious soft mounds of her outer labia, setting off the shiny wet pinkness in between them. From long practice, Dash knew exactly how to slap the milky white flesh of the little girl to bring out the maximum sting without causing bruising or any permanent marks.

Julie was going insane. She mistakenly thought this was the most horrible thing she could possibly endure. Dash's expert fingers went back to massaging her swollen oily pussy, bringing her quickly back towards the orgasm her body desired. She was almost there - but no, another horrible stinging slap interrupted the pleasure. Then he was back at her pussy, just long enough to bring her to the brink before he slapped her again. "MMMMMMMM!" she screamed through the evil ball gag.

Again and again the horrible sadist tortured Julie. Her pussy was sopping wet with need and her ass was on fire when she finally felt something new, something bulbous and warm spreading her labia apart, teasing and terrifying her at the same time. She knew at once that Dash was about to thrust into her, take her virginity from her and rape her - right there in front of Edgar and her brother!

Julie tensed and tried to scream. "Nnnnnnnnn!"

The door bell rang.

"Fuck me, what is this, Grand Central Station?" Edgar leapt to his feet, alarmed. "Get her out of her, hide her, quick. Make sure she doesn't make any noise. You can finish playing with her later. I'll go see who's at the door."

Terri jumped up to assist a frustrated Dash, who quickly stuffed his huge erection back into his pants. Without a word they quickly untied the ropes from the legs of the sofa. Julie's legs had been pulled apart for so long that she groaned in pain when Dash pulled her legs back together and pulled them out straight, quickly and efficiently wrapping and tying off several loops of rope around her ankles. She shook her head in fear and pleading, horrified to be bound even tighter, but they took no notice and the next thing she knew she was slung over Terri's broad shoulder and he was carrying her out of the room.

The last thing Julie saw as they headed down the hall was Edgar coming around the corner into the living room, hand in hand with beautiful black-haired Julieta Bosch. For a spit second the two Julie's locked eyes and a look of complete comprehension passed between them. Julie understood immediately that Georgene Petruso had just arrived in the body of Julie, and she could see that Georgene understood as well: Julieta Bosch was being carried away in the bound and gagged body of Georgene.

It was almost amazing that none of the boys in the apartment realized that either girl had seen the other.

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